@getlostsqdwrd ‘s call was answered by: Connor RK800
|| ☛ - press a finger to my muse’s lips to shut them up ( markus @ connor )
Connor’s cheeks were burning a soft flare of blue, heated from speaking and motioning wildly, one to passionately talk with his entire body rather than sit still and calmly speak. His lower lip was tugged in by his teeth as he tried to place the words correctly, running a hand back through the mess of curls atop his head before he continued.
“Markus, I know, I know!” The stress levels were rising anything but steadily, spiking and falling in pitches that caused the LED still decorating his temple to flicker the occasional volatile red. “I just- if you’d just let me TRY! I can get into CyberLife and--” the RK800 was cut off by the contact of a finger to his lips, almond and honey eyes meeting Markus’s mismatched in a look that bordered on crazed confusion and wild panic. The lips beyond the digit remained slightly parted, synthetic breath catching at the action.
